The silly bird suddenly turned its face, a pair of bird eyes staring at the thick clouds in the distant sky.

  For the first time, Zuo Mo saw such a ferocious gaze in Xiao's eyes, as if he had seen something he extremely disliked.

  Just as Zuo Mo was somewhat perplexed, the silly bird suddenly let out a long cry, spread its wings and vanished into thin air. Zuo Mo only felt a fleeting shadow flash before his eyes, and when he came to react, he saw a scene that left him shocked.

  The silly bird was like a streak of gray lightning, disappearing into thick, solid black clouds.

  What's wrong with this guy...

  Zuo Mo stared blankly at the clouds, his mind somewhat slow to react. Just as he was about to go take a look, a residual shadow suddenly flashed before him, appearing right in front of him - it was actually the Foolish Bird!

  The silly bird has a long beak with a few strands of blood, its eyes are fierce, it holds its head high and stands proudly, surrounded by an aura of murder. It suddenly raises its head and lets out a long, clear cry that echoes far away.

  In the cloud layer, a shadow suddenly fell, and Mo saw clearly that it was a black bat. The entire belly of this black bat was torn open, its skin ripped apart, and it seemed unlikely to survive. Black bats were a type of third-grade spiritual beast, known for their extremely keen sense of hearing, often used for gathering information.

  However, it is difficult to raise and maintain a black bat, and its price is very high, so ordinary scouts can't afford to buy one.

  "King of Golden Crow City! You dare kill my Xuan Pi? Tomorrow I'll make sure you die without a place to bury your body!"

  A loud shout came from a man in the distance, amidst the clouds.

  Zuo Mo didn't react, his gaze fixed on the silly bird. The ferocity in the silly bird's eyes quickly dissipated, and it regained its usual carefree and arrogant demeanor. If not for the few strands of blood still hanging from the silly bird's beak, Zuo Mo would have thought it was just his own misconception.

  He approached the silly bird.

  "It looks normal."

  The silly bird rolled its eyes and completely ignored him, proudly raising its head, strutting along with an air of nonchalance, and left.

  "When did this guy become so fierce?" Zuo Mo muttered to himself, rubbing his chin. He wanted to chase after him, but looking around and thinking about the task of attracting the enemy's scouts' attention, he could only continue to stay on the mountaintop blowing wind.

  He shook his head and decided not to bother with this guy. This guy hasn't been quite right since he ran out last time.

  "A Gui, do you think we can win?"

  The ghost sat there motionless.

  Zuo Mo didn't think much of it and sat down beside Ah Gui, staring at the distant dark sky with a somewhat distracted expression.

  He didn't notice that Ah Gui's empty eyes suddenly flashed a very faint, almost imperceptible purple light.

  Ming Water City is surrounded by a large river, which is Ming Water River. The city got its name from the river. In the night, the river was calm and peaceful as if it were sleeping, without any ripples. Suddenly, the water rose with layer upon layer of waves, and a figure slowly emerged from the water.

  He looked around for a moment and saw no one, then took out a small black umbrella.

  The small umbrella flew out of his hand and turned into a layer of invisible black gauze, floating above the river water.

  Moments later, figures emerged from the river water. In a few breaths, the surface of the river was filled with people. They floated silently above the river's surface, eerily quiet.

  "This Black Obstruction Spirit Umbrella is indeed a worthy fourth-grade treasure." Wei Ran looked up and glanced at the sky, where a faint black veil was floating. This layer of black veil enveloped their figures completely, making it impossible to see from the outside. The Black Obstruction Spirit Umbrella was one of the many fourth-grade spoils of war that Boss had obtained, capable of concealing human forms, but most impressively, it could also prevent spiritual energy from leaking out.

  With a sigh of admiration, he immediately took out a crystal stone and began to recover his spiritual power.

  No one spoke, and everyone quietly regained their vitality.

  Gongsun didn't need to recover his spiritual power, he sized up the not-too-distant Brightwater City, and a smile played on his lips. The various powers of Brightwater City obviously didn't take them seriously, as Brightwater City was almost completely unguarded. Although the Black Obstruction Spirit Umbrella was an extraordinary treasure, there were many treasures and talismans that could detect it.

  They haven't met either of them.

  Song Chui's defense was full of weaknesses in Gong Sun's eyes, unfortunately, today wasn't the day to attack the city, he thought with some regret.

  Half an hour later, everyone had recovered.

  The black umbrella of the soul is put away, and this is also its only drawback, that it cannot be moved when urged.

  The Vermilion Bird Formation rose neatly into the sky to about twenty zhang, Gong Sun Zan sat on the broad Qing Yun Sword, gazing at the Bright Water City below his feet, the corners of his mouth curved upwards, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and he said softly: "Make your move!"

  Hiss!

  The Zhuque Camp suddenly launched an attack.

  The lanterns on the street emitted bright and soft light, tonight's Ming Shui City was surging with excitement. A large number of cultivators gathered in Ming Shui City, they were waiting for dawn to break. This operation, the largest scale in years, everyone was filled with anticipation and excitement.

  Muyjian Camp and Feiyun Camp have arrived at Mingshui City to station, while other sects are also gathering fighting monks in a hurry to participate in this grand banquet.

  Tea houses and wine shops are crowded with people, and even on the streets, there are people everywhere.

  Suddenly, pedestrians on the street heard a strange whistle and were stunned, involuntarily lifting their heads.

  Dark shapes flitted across the sky, producing a continuous whistling sound.

  Everyone gasped in unison, drawing a cold breath.

  The momentum of this team is astonishing, absolutely elite. Many people have already begun to speculate which sect's elite has arrived, and this grand gathering has attracted the attention of countless sects.

  The cultivator who swept across the sky was extremely fast, and before everyone could react, he had already disappeared.

  "This is incredible! I don't even know which sect sent him, this is a big move!"

  "Haha, looks like there's something to look forward to tomorrow!"

  The crowd became even more excited and discussed it in an uproar.

  Gao Xiu came out from the main gate and returned to Guangyang Hall. Along the way, the wooden sword camp repairers bowed to him one after another, with excitement on their faces that could not be concealed. They would arrive at Mingshui City this afternoon and station in Guangyang Hall.

  Gao Xiu's deputy and a group of cultivators rushed over: "Sir, what did the sect leader say?"

  "Tomorrow we'll take the lead!" Gao Xiu laughed and said, with a hint of excitement flashing in her eyes.

  "Too good!"

  "Haha, let those guys at Fei Yun Camp see how powerful we are!"

  The cultivators of the Wooden Sword Camp were overjoyed and extremely excited. They were all the most outstanding disciples of the Wooden Sword Sect, who had undergone ten years of hard training, day in and day out, wasn't it all for today?

  Suddenly, Gao Xiu furrowed his brow, and by his ear, he heard a humming noise with a quivering tone coming from afar.

  He knew what it was, the whistling sound produced when a large team flew over, and other cultivators were startled by the whistling sound.

  "Which son of a bitch doesn't open his eyes and dares to fly over our heads?" someone couldn't help but curse.

  Places like Mù Jiàn Yíng are extremely taboo for people to fly over from above. Each sect will try their best to avoid flying over the headquarters of other sects, which has become an unwritten rule.

  "Has Flying Cloud Camp arrived at Ming Water City?" Gao Xiu suddenly asked.

  "They arrived two hours ago." The subordinate replied.

  Gao Xiu's face suddenly changed, and he loudly shouted: "Enemy attack!"

  A sea of cultivators, like countless angry arrows, appeared in everyone's field of vision at an astonishing speed!

  Boom!

  Innumerable sword edges, like a burst of rain, poured down.

  On a dark night, it was suddenly illuminated by the dazzlingly beautiful sword light, and the entire Guangyang Hall was shrouded in the opponent's sword light.

  The cultivators beside Gao Xiu's face turned pale with fright, but they were well-trained and desperately urged the spiritual shield to protect Gao Xiu. Meanwhile, some of the wooden sword camp cultivators gritted their teeth and shouted: "Kill!"

  Over a hundred figures rose up against the colorful sword rain.

  Pffft!

  A wooden sword cultivator's spiritual shield shattered with a loud crash, and he didn't have time to react. Dozens of sword lights pierced his body, and dozens of blood flowers bloomed. In the rain of sword lights, the dense blood flowers burst open on these wooden sword cultivators like explosions.

  The majestic Guangyang Hall was instantly shattered by the sword rain, with thousands of holes.

  "How dare you!"

  A loud shout burst forth like thunder, and immediately a middle-aged cultivator holding a small yellow flag waved out layer upon layer of yellow light screens. The dense sword rain hit these yellow light screens, only splashing up tiny ripples.

  The morale of the wooden sword camp was greatly boosted.

  "Hmm, Golden Elixir." The young girl softly spat out.

  As soon as the middle-aged cultivator appeared, Wei Ran locked onto him, but didn't expect his opponent to be a fraction of a second faster. He let out a cold hum, and with his fellow cultivators, drew an arc in the air, flying up into the sky before suddenly changing direction and beginning to dive.

  They accelerated rapidly, and a shrill whistling sound filled the air.

  In a thrilling and chilling whistle, Wei Ran raised the flying sword in his hand, and the cultivators behind him followed suit, raising their flying swords in unison.

  "One hundred kills!"

  Wei Ran suddenly let out a loud roar and swung his flying sword down heavily.

  "One hundred kills!"

  Everyone behind him shouted in unison and swung their swords down together.

  A long, over twenty-zhang-long terrifying sword edge tore through the air, carrying a devastating and earth-shattering aura, descending from the sky and heavily slamming onto the yellow light screen.

  Bang!

  The yellow light screen shattered with a loud noise, and the giant sword's blade was only left with half of it remaining.

  A middle-aged man's mouth corner overflowed with a thread of fresh blood, and his eyes flashed with a hint of ferocity. He raised his head to see the half-giant sword tip hurtling towards him, and shouted loudly: "You've come at the right time!" As soon as he finished speaking, the apricot-yellow flag in his hand pointed forward, and a two-eyed yellow light collided head-on with the half-giant sword tip.

  Boom!

  Wei Ran only felt a white blur in front of him, unable to see anything. He gritted his teeth, summoning his last bit of spiritual energy, and fiercely slammed the thing in his hand downwards.

  As soon as he let go of the thing in his hand, a strong force came rushing towards him, and he lost control of his body, flying backwards into the air.

  He soared into the sky like a cloud, and with a nearly exhausted expression, he revealed a smile: "Idiot!"

  Boom!

  Louder explosions followed below.

  Pili nut!

  He just threw down a Lei Yin walnut. Twelve department heads, the boss gave each person a Lei Yin walnut!

  Long before the hundred kills, he had already prepared the Lei Yin walnut.

  Relying solely on Hundred Kills won't be enough to kill Golden Elixir. However, after using Hundred Kills, a single Thunderclap Walnut will be unbearable even for an immortal.

  Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

  A dense thunderous sound of walnut explosions came from below, at this time, all the department heads threw down the walnuts in their hands.

  Before he could see clearly what was happening below, a voice came from beside him: "Withdraw!"